“Open this damn door, Blue, or I swear to God, I’ll break it down!” His voice is louder, angrier. There’s no doubt he means it. The next knock won’t be a knock; it’ll be a kick that’ll send the door flying.“I’m coming!” I yell, hands shaking as I swipe the brush across my neck, praying I haven’t missed a spot. I don’t even know if it’s working, but I have no time to think. The foundation looks patchy, uneven, but I don’t care. I just need to hide it. I race toward the door, twisting the knob and pulling it open before he can kick it down.But the moment I crack the door, Mike pushes it hard. It slams into my forehead, making me stumble back. The pain flares in my head, and before I can recover, he’s on me, his hand in my hair, yanking me forward with such force I gasp.He slams me against the wall, his breath hot against my face. “What the fuck were you doing in here, huh?” His voice loud, he pulls my face toward his, eyes burning with fury. Then, before I can respond, his hand crac
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